VT Got It - Please Don't Change on Me Lyrics

Yeah blasian on the track
Cuzzo in the Lac
Jumpman got the sack
Tmac in the back n he countin up the racks yeh
Countin up the racks
Countin up the racks
Countin up the

Tell my n****s please don't change on me
I know that you see the diamond chains on me
Shawty bad but she ain't runnin games on me
Stackin' up the cheese
Run it up for weeks
I can't get no sleep
The gang just wanna eat and
They don't want no beef like they some f*ckin' vegans
So I tell em please don't change on me, no
Please don't change on me, No no no
If you hatin' then you need to stop it
I just Flooded out my wrist since you n****s keep on watchin
Yeah I'm fresher than bitch cuz I started in a closet
Now I only hit the bank when I'm making a deposit
Got that motha. f*ckin. swag
Yeah my wifey bad
Yeah I'll call my brudda if you n****s think you mad
True story won't believe it if I told ya
I just gotta show ya
I been goin' global
Somethin like a mogul
Stuntin' like my daddy
Humble like my mother
Bad chick wit me nahhh i don't need another
Put that on my granny
I just want the racks, I don't need a grammy
Got that shit from Texas
Touch down in Atlanta
Bring that country grammar
Mississippi manners
We don't got the answers
We just set the standard
We gon' make it rain
Tell em don't you change
Tell my n****s please don't change on me
I know that you see the diamond chains on me
Shawty bad but she ain't runnin' games on me
Stackin' up the cheese
Run it up for weeks
I can't get no sleep
The gang just wanna eat and
They don't want no beef like they some f*ckin vegans
So I tell em please don't change on me, no
Please don't change on me, no no no

Yeah blasian on the track
Cuzzo in the 'Lac
Jumpman got the sack
TMac in the back and he countin' up the racks
Yeah we chasin a bag, please don't get attached
I be showin love why the f*ck these n****s mad
Walked inside a corporate
Had to get my portion
Made it to the table all they talked about was Porsche's
So I paid attention, I don't need awards Rather be on Forbes
Gotta thank the Lord
He paved out the course
Didn't need no force
I just played my part like I do this shit for sport
I can't do no chores
Busy with the vision
See we on a mission
You see how I'm livin'
Runnin' up the digits
All my suits get fitted
But you gotta listen
Learn from all the pain
Understand the game
Stop living for fame
And please don't you change
Tell my n****s please don't change on me
I know that you see the diamond chains on me
Shawty bad but she ain't runnin' games on me
Stackin' up the cheese
Run it up for weeks
I can't get no sleep
The gang just wanna eat and
They don't want no beef like they some f*ckin vegans
So I tell em please don't change on me, no
Please don't change on me, no no no

Yeah blasian on the track
Cuzzo in the 'Lac
Jumpman got the sack
TMac in the back and he countin up the racks
Countin' up the racks
Countin' up the racks
Countin' up the